Sunday, September 12, 2010

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Pumpkin Boy is not responding to rumors—

—that he is, in fact, The Great Pumpkin.

(He's not, though, in spite of any phony mystique he may be trying to invent by not putting this rumor to rest. I'm with him every Halloween, man, and believe me, he's too jacked-up on sweet tarts and jolly ranchers to go fucking anywhere, much less becoming airborne or anything—this is one bloated pumpkin-ass that just won't float.)

(In the picture, though, those are his actual words. What I mean is, he really talks in text bubbles. Don't know where he learned it, but it's kinda cool. Paula Jane gets pissed off when he leaves em laying around the floor, though, so he's kinda sensitive about that—yeah, he has a few hang-ups. Moreso I think than the typical, boy)


  1. oh for crying out loud...

    It's all I can do to keep from torching that thing, Nick.

    One day... one day...

  2. I don't like to be the one to say it, but it's plain that not all of PB's emotional problems are of his own doing. It is not easy to feel such disapproval and distance from one's mother, especially when this lack is exacerbated, pitifully, by a huge, orange, globular head.